Friday, July 3

Being told after working 37 hours straight that I should be finding time to do more reading makes me feel... oh, I don't know.

4 comments:

Faith said...

After working 37 hours straight the only thing anyone should ever be telling you to do is go home and watch some nice soothing television. If you read anything, it should be a fashion magazine such as Lucky which, according to editorial guidelines, should use no more than 10 words together at a time. Seriously fuck people who tell you to read more.

EnoughFigCookies said...

Faith, you could come be my attending?

Faith said...

I would, but considering I squinch up my face and go "eeeeeeeeeeeeee" every time someone talks about something gross I might not be of help. And by "gross" I mean things as mundane as "I clipped my toenails today and accidentally snipped some skin and it bled a little." I'm not sure what would happen to my face, or what kind of sound my vocal cords would involuntarily emit, if I had to actually watch all the gross stuff that happens at hospitals.

Marjorie said...

We had a girl here work that long. We tried to convince her to go home, but she wouldn't. But she spent some of that time sleeping. How did you pull it off?